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Rest in Peace Smudgy

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« on: March 23, 2009, 05:13:26 pm »

I have to wonder if Smudge knew what we were talking about over the weekend.

She had a meal (yes the first in 2 days) on Sunday and went for a little walk around the section - resting every couple of metres. She later threw up half the meal.

I made the appointment at the vet this morning but by lunchtime I was wondering if The Smudge would live until 4:30pm. She wouldn't even drink.

She went down hill very fast and could nolonger stay standing even when helped to her feet. I put her up on the couch at 1 o'clock and there she stayed until it was time to go.

She wasn't upset by the trip in the car or the needle in her paw and went very calmly and quietly.

Your pains are gone now little girl. You can be bandit to Ginger Man's smokey forever now and team up with Minnie whenever you feel like it.


The Smudge born 21-10-1989 died 23-3-2009
Good bye old girl
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« Reply #1 on: March 23, 2009, 05:33:37 pm »

Parting with our true and loyal friends is very difficult. :hugf
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« Reply #2 on: March 23, 2009, 05:45:55 pm »

If you ever love an animal, there are three days in your life you will always remember...

The first is a day, blessed with happiness, when you bring home your young new friend. You may have spent weeks deciding on a breed. You may have asked numerous opinions of many vets, or done long research in finding a Breeder.

Or, perhaps in a fleeting moment you may have just chosen that silly looking
mutt in a shelter - simply because something in its eyes reached your heart. But when you bring that chosen pet home, and watch it explore, and claim its special place in your hall or front room - and when you feel it brush against you for the first time - it instills a feeling of pure love you will carry with you through the many years to come.

The second day will occur eight or nine or ten years later. It will be a day like any other. Routine and unexceptional. But, for a surprising instant, you will look at your longtime friend and see age where you once saw youth. You will see slow deliberate steps where you once saw energy.

And you will see sleep where you once saw activity. So you will begin to adjust your friend's diet - and you may add a pill or two to her food. And you may feel a growing fear deep within yourself, which bodes of a coming emptiness. And you will feel this uneasy feeling, on and off, until the third day finally arrives.

And on this day, if your friend and God have not decided for you, you will be faced with making a decision of your own - on behalf of your lifelong friend, and with the guidance of your own deepest Spirit. But whichever way your friend eventually leaves you, you will feel as alone as a single star in the dark night.

If you are wise, you will let the tears flow as freely and as often as they must. And if you are typical, you will find that not many in your circle of family or friends will be able to understand your grief, or comfort you.

But if you are true to the love of the pet you cherished through the many joy-filled years, you may find that a soul - a bit smaller in size than your own - seems to walk with you, at times, during the lonely days to come. And at moments when you least expect anything out of the ordinary to happen, you may feel something brush against your leg - very very lightly. And looking down at the place where your dear, perhaps dearest, friend used to lay - you will remember those three significant days.

The memory will most likely be painful, and leave an ache in your heart. As time passes the ache will come and go as it has a life of its own. You will both reject it and embrace it, and it may confuse you. If you reject it, it will depress you. If you embrace it, it will deepen you. Either way, it will still be an ache. But there will be, I assure you, a fourth day when - along with the memory of your pet, and piercing through the heaviness in your heart - there will come a realization that belongs only to you. It will be as unique and strong as our relationship with each animal we have loved, and lost. This realization takes the form of a Living Love - like the heavenly scent of a rose that remains after the petals have wilted, this Love will remain and grow - and be there for us to remember.

It is a love we have earned. It is the legacy our pets leave us when they go. And it is a gift we may keep with us as long as we live. It is a Love which is ours alone.

And until we ourselves leave, perhaps to join our Beloved Pets - it is a Love that we will always possess.
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« Reply #3 on: March 23, 2009, 05:48:59 pm »

I know that lovely story referred to a dog at the start, but it is so very true for our wonderful cats.

You and the rest of the Sweetpea Family and Pets are very much in my thoughts. Smudge is at peace.  :hugs2

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« Reply #4 on: March 23, 2009, 05:54:23 pm »

Someone sent this to me when my beloved Sam was put to sleep at the end of 2006. It's beautiful, and while it's a tear-jerker, it is very special.

If it should be that I grow frail and weak
And pain should keep me from sleep
Then you must do what must be done
For this the last battle can't be won
You will be sad I understand
Don't let your grief then stay your hand
For this day more than the rest
Your love and friendship stand the test
We've had so many happy years
What is to come can hold no fears
You'd not want me to suffer so
When the time comes let me go
I know in time you too will see
It is a kindness you do to me
Though my tail it last has waved
From pain and suffering I've been saved
Don't grieve that it should be you
Who has to decide this thing to do
We've been so close we have these years
Don't let your heart hold any tears
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« Reply #5 on: March 23, 2009, 07:16:21 pm »

 :hugs2 sweetpea.

You gave her the very, very best for a very long life.  You gave her dignity in her passing.  You take special care of yourself over the next wee bit of your life while you adjust to her going.  You remember the love.   :lh1
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« Reply #6 on: March 23, 2009, 07:33:02 pm »


   
They will not go quietly,
    the cats who've shared our lives.
    In subtle ways they let us know
    their spirit still survive.
    Old habits still make us think
    we hear a meow at the door.
    Or step back when we drop
    a tasty morsel on the floor.
    Our feet still go around the place
    the food dish used to be,
    And, sometimes, coming home at night,
    we miss them terribly.
    And although time may bring new friends
    and a new food dish to fill,
    That one place in our hearts
    belongs to them....
    and always will.
    ~ Linda Barnes ~

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« Reply #7 on: March 23, 2009, 07:48:19 pm »

Sweetpea.  Your Smudge was much loved and I know how sad you will all be.   :hugs2
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« Reply #8 on: March 23, 2009, 09:54:57 pm »

Beautiful poetry guys. I know how hard that must have been Sweetpea.  :hugs2
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« Reply #9 on: March 24, 2009, 12:41:40 pm »

One of these days I'll have to dig out a couple of pics from her younger days and scan them.

Like the one of her drinking out of the toilet - she only stopped doing that after the Auckland water crisis.

Smudge was a one person cat and I wasn't her person. She hated kids so much that I thought she would leave home when sp1 came along but she just moved to the side garden beyond the gate. She eventually became very fond of sp1, who like her father is a animal magnet. It was Sp1 who did most of the grooming and bathing over the last year of Smudge's life.
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« Reply #10 on: March 24, 2009, 01:40:31 pm »

How's SP1 doing?
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« Reply #11 on: March 25, 2009, 04:42:40 am »

So Sorry to hear your sad news.  :hugf
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« Reply #12 on: March 25, 2009, 07:02:35 am »

Sp1 is doing ok. This wasn't an unexpected happening. I am glad it happened before she headed off on Project K. We had already discussed about whether we wrote to let her know if Smudge passed away while sp1 was off in the wilderness. Sp1 said yes but Mr sp and I had our doubts about the wisdom of that.

You are not going to believe this, I have to bury another pet this morning.
Nemo the goldfish had been suffering from a fungus infection the last couple of days. Despite treatment he was belly up this morning :dno At least the kids weren't terribly upset about it, even sp3 whose gold fist it was only a little subdued rather than floods of tears again.

I guess that is our 3.

I hope. :pray
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« Reply #13 on: March 25, 2009, 08:15:00 am »

Sp1 is doing ok. This wasn't an unexpected happening. I am glad it happened before she headed off on Project K. We had already discussed about whether we wrote to let her know if Smudge passed away while sp1 was off in the wilderness. Sp1 said yes but Mr sp and I had our doubts about the wisdom of that.

You are not going to believe this, I have to bury another pet this morning.
Nemo the goldfish had been suffering from a fungus infection the last couple of days. Despite treatment he was belly up this morning :dno At least the kids weren't terribly upset about it, even sp3 whose gold fist it was only a little subdued rather than floods of tears again.

I guess that is our 3.

I hope. :pray

Oh dear, I feel for you all  :hugs2
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